Chapter 113 Trial and Error Cost

You can try these two first.

Clear two more plots of land in the space and spread onion seeds.

The growth period of scallions is 60-120 days, which is 2 to 4 days in external time.

If the thousand-layer pancakes and the minced meat pancakes don't react well, she will try the scallion pancakes, just in time.

Fan Qingyi wrote down what happened this time in a small notebook.

Remind yourself that you must plan well before doing things next time, and don't make the mistake of not preparing things until the end.

Taking a deep breath, she scooped the dough, kneaded it again, let it rise, kneaded it into a dead dough, and then prepared the puff pastry.

Last night she upgraded the mall to a higher level, adding an option to redeem various oils, and she chose sesame oil.

Actually, lard makes the cake more authentic, but...

a good cook cannot cook without rice.

She didn't have time to buy it.

After the pastry was prepared, the dough was rolled out and stretched into a one-meter and three-inch wide dough sheet, spread with pastry, and then folded together.

A dozen layers were piled up, and then put into the oven of the pancake shop and baked on time.

The hot air came up, and the fragrant pastry mixed with the aroma of flour filled the space.

Two big insects lying in the nest raised their heads and looked over here.

The little tiger was biting the pants of the little coral for fun, and the little coral was screaming, [Although I'm naked, you can't take off my pants, help, big sister, second sister...]

The more she screamed, the more the little tiger played.

Li Zhenzhu giggled when she saw it.

Li Liuli helped Fan Qing to light the fire, and when she took out the baked cake with tongs, she took a deep breath.

"Mom, what kind of cake is this? It smells so good."

The aroma was everywhere, and it smelled so good.

"This is a thousand-layer cake with oil puff pastry. Look, each layer is spread with oil puff pastry, and each layer is crispy and fragrant, and thin."

She didn't actually know what the specific name of this cake was.

It was just in her memory. Her mother made it this way, so she remembered it this way.

Although she hadn't made it for a long time, fortunately, she hadn't lost her skills.

She tore off a piece and stuffed it into Li Liuli's mouth, "Is it delicious?"

It was crispy and transparent when she put it in her mouth.

Li Liuli's eyes sparkled, "Delicious."

"Putting green onions in it would add another flavor, but it's a pity... Mom forgot to plant green onions." Fan Qing sighed.

Li Liuli looked at the field full of crops, swept her eyes around, and pointed at the eggplant field, "Pull out all the eggplants. The eggplants are small and have many seeds. They are old. Pull out some green onions."

After saying that, she calculated in her mind, "They will be ready in two or three days."

"Mom thinks so too."

Fan Qingyi asked Li Liuli, "Do you think anyone will buy this steamed bun when Mom tries to sell it tomorrow?"

"Yes!"

Li Liuli nodded heavily, "Mom's steamed buns are so delicious, someone will definitely buy them."

A smile spread across Fan Qingyi's face.

The mother and daughter harvested the eggplants, picked up a field of small green vegetables, cleaned it, exchanged green onion seeds from the space, sprinkled them on the ground, and watered them with one click.

"The green onions from the two plots should be enough for a while. I'll plant some more when I have some free land in a couple of days."

After making the thousand-layer pancakes, Fan Qingyi exchanged some pork belly from the space to make small minced meat pancakes.

After they were done and taken out of the oven, they became the dinner for the mother and her two daughters.

Li Zhenzhu ate them with great satisfaction, "They are delicious, Mom. You will definitely be able to sell a lot of pancakes tomorrow."

Fan Qingyi also liked to sell a lot of pancakes. The more pancakes she sold, the more money she could get.

Before going to bed, Fan Qingyi cleaned up the cart, scrubbed it clean, and prepared everything.

Before dawn the next day, she started to make pancakes.

On the first day of setting up the stall, she didn't dare to make too many, and only made thirty.

She thought that it would be fine as long as she could sell all of them.

The next day, she would add more people depending on the situation.

Who knows, there is a gap between ideal and reality.

She pushed the cart over, and the food vendors had already surrounded the entrance of the textile factory.

Fan Qingyi found a place and stopped far away.

The distance was too far.

At noon, hundreds of people swarmed out, and the stalls in front were almost sold out. Almost no one came to her.

There were a few people who came over, but they didn't even look at her stall. When

Fan Qingyi saw so many people, she felt nervous and didn't dare to look at those people in the eye.

To do business, you need to be thick-skinned. People would just walk past her and buy her food.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the crowd gradually receded, and her pancake shop was not open yet.

Song Youwei and Jiang Yanhong had finished selling early, packed up the stall, and planned to return first to find Fan Qingyi to see how she was doing recently.

At the end, he saw her.

"Sister-in-law?!"

Jiang Yanhong motioned Song Youwei to stop and walked over quickly, "When did you come? Are you selling... baked cakes?"

"Yes, the first day, no, no sales."

Jiang Yanhong was surprised, "Didn't sister-in-law say to sell scallion pancakes?"

Fan Qingyi was embarrassed to say that she forgot to plant the scallions and didn't make scallion pancakes.

"I... want to try this thousand-layer pancake, it's also delicious, if you don't believe me, try it."

She took one and stuffed it into Jiang Yanhong.

Jiang Yanhong broke off a small piece, and her eyes lit up when she took a bite, "It's really delicious, why... didn't it sell?"

Someone next to her was watching and joking.

"She's like a quail. When someone comes, she lowers her head, as if she wants to bury it in the ground. It would be strange if anyone buys her."

Someone laughed.

"That's right, this young wife is really interesting. She is so thin-skinned. What can she sell? Go home and be supported by her husband."

Jiang Yanhong frowned and looked over. Her eyes swept across the stalls of the two people who laughed and sneered.

"It seems that you have sold all the things!"

"My sister-in-law's baked cakes are delicious. No one buys them today, but they will be sold tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Unlike some people, the food they cook is not delicious and they will never make money!"

"Hey, how can you talk like that?" The man's face sank and he was about to roll up his sleeves.

Jiang Yanhong put her hands on her waist, "What are you doing? Do you still want to hit someone?!"

Song Youwei put down the cart and confronted the man opposite.

A group of merchants around looked at this side and saw the excitement.

The man spat, "I'm a good man and I don't fight with women."

After saying that, he went to work on his stall.

Jiang Yanhong stopped when she saw that she was ahead, and pulled Fan Qingyi to whisper, "Sister-in-law, you can't sell things like this, you have to shout out, you have to compete with others for customers!"

Fan Qingyi opened her mouth.

Jiang Yanhong frowned, her eyes full of worry, "If you shout out, people will look at you. Shouting out how delicious the food you sell is, and where it's delicious, the customers will think, hey, this steamed bun sounds good, why don't you buy one to try?"

Fan Qingyi nodded repeatedly, eager to learn.

"...The customer wants to buy, but the food promoted by others is also delicious, so he will hesitate to choose. You have to praise the ingredients, taste, and price a little more to make the customer feel that your food is delicious and not expensive, and firmly choose you. This is to snatch customers."

Fan Qingyi nodded repeatedly, "...There are so many more tricks."

"There are many more."